Nuka Kola City Morgue
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[Verse 1: SosMula]
(Mula)
Load up the choppers and hit them niggas in they brain (Blaow)
Roll up and pop at the bodies droppin', you a stain (Bitch)
When I roll up exotic, smoke on the oppers for the pain (Fuck outta here)
Pop out in foreigns, I'm in the cockpit like a plane (Skrr)
[Verse 2: ZillaKami]
(Godzilla)
The body bag fillin', the G, the Godzilla, the K splittah'
Steady erasing your mind, we talk don't open the blinds
Crackin' your egg and you fly, bitch do not back out the 9
Unless you lettin' it fly, say less
[Verse 3: SosMula]
Niggas caught me lackin', not havin', I was one deep (Bitch)
Bet them niggas dead, pussy niggas shoulda jumped me (Fuck outta here)
Never been a stain, that's on gang, niggas lunchmeat (Rrah)
Check you with the tool, niggas losin' all they front teeth (Rrah)
[Verse 4: ZillaKami]
Like "Oh, holy moly" (Oh God)
My niggas keep the chromey (Okay)
We run up in your home and beat your ass while you is cozy (Wassup?)
My niggas often violent, pull up in foreign mileage (Skrr)
Shoot your brains on the block and give you street knowledge
(Mula)
Load up the choppers and hit them niggas in they brain (Blaow)
Roll up and pop at the bodies droppin', you a stain (Bitch)
When I roll up exotic, smoke on the oppers for the pain (Fuck outta here)
Pop out in foreigns, I'm in the cockpit like a plane (Skrr)
[Verse 2: ZillaKami]
(Godzilla)
The body bag fillin', the G, the Godzilla, the K splittah'
Steady erasing your mind, we talk don't open the blinds
Crackin' your egg and you fly, bitch do not back out the 9
Unless you lettin' it fly, say less
[Verse 3: SosMula]
Niggas caught me lackin', not havin', I was one deep (Bitch)
Bet them niggas dead, pussy niggas shoulda jumped me (Fuck outta here)
Never been a stain, that's on gang, niggas lunchmeat (Rrah)
Check you with the tool, niggas losin' all they front teeth (Rrah)
[Verse 4: ZillaKami]
Like "Oh, holy moly" (Oh God)
My niggas keep the chromey (Okay)
We run up in your home and beat your ass while you is cozy (Wassup?)
My niggas often violent, pull up in foreign mileage (Skrr)
Shoot your brains on the block and give you street knowledge
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